I Become a Doting Father 60
I Become a Doting Father chapter 60
“I’m full.I’m scared. I know.”
The reason why Yeondoo said, “I like being full.”
In my head, a completely different reason came out from some of the answers I expected.
You’re not afraid to be full? That means there’s something else that’s scary.
I could tell right away from Yeondoo’s answer.
“I’m scared when I’m hungry. My head hurts. My stomach hurts. My legs hurt, too. So I’m scared when I’m shaking…
Yeondoo added, “I can’t get up if I sleep,” after saying she was scared.
I was speechless at Yeondoo’s shocking answer.
I said, gently biting my molars.
“So… you don’t want her to be hungry, do you?
Yes, Yeondoo wasn’t good to be full.
Hungry. To be exact, I just said that because I don’t want to starve.
I just said what I liked and hated from a relative point of view.
When I first brought Yeondoo to the hospital, I remembered what the doctor said with the prescription.
Since malnutrition is serious, you should eat nutrients evenly through food.
And it’s amazing that he doesn’t show any serious symptoms considering his weight.
I put it on.
Furthermore, there have been several stories that have come out of Yeondoo’s mouth, not directly.
I mean, you ate what’s left over.
Every time I heard it, the laughter disappeared from my face.
It wasn’t a matter of deliberately starving myself to diet. Yeondoo endured several years in a situation where she was forced to starve.
How many meals did Yeondoo normally eat while living with her uncle?
My uncle is a man who doesn’t even let me call him my dad.
I don’t know, but I could be sure of one. It wouldn’t have been common to have a meal like that.
“My whole body hurts, including my head, and my body shakes.”‘
It was a symptom of malnutrition when starving for a long time.
A symptom that a typical five-year-old child would never have experienced.
Yeondoo experiences the symptoms with her body.
I was talking to you now, and I was talking to you.
It’s not a serious expression or voice at all. It made my head more complicated.
First of all.
“I don’t think I can wake up if I sleep.” was the most shocking.
As soon as I was hungry and fell asleep, Yeondoo thought about it.
If I fall asleep like this, I might not be able to wake up. Instinctively.
I’m an adult, and I think I’m just imagining it.
It was terrible. Falling asleep thinking I might die.
But a kid like this. It would have even been smaller than now.
Does this make sense in Korea, not anywhere else?
My life, which I thought was unhappy, was not unhappy.
I guess he was too thoughtful. I could feel the hot heat in my eyes.
We had a delicious lunch. What a fool.
I managed to keep a look on my face with force in my eyes.
And said, putting his hand on Yeondoo’s head.
“Are you all right?”
In the end, what came out of his mouth was a short word.
Yeondoo replied with a bright smile under my hand.
“Yes, Dad, I’m not hungry at all right now.r
I’m not asking if that’s okay.
Seeing Yeon-du smiling brightly, there were no more words.
At that time, Yeon-du looked shyly at the ground and continued.
“And… I’m not lying. My dad said that.”
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“Even if Yeon-du eats a lot and gets fat, he says Yeon-du is as pretty as he is now, and I don’t hate him.” I’m not going anywhere, I’m going to use it next to you……”
I’m sure that’s what I said last time.
It was Lo. Long words that Yeon-du said to reassure him about the question he had asked before.
You remembered everything without missing a toe.
It was silly to think that it was cheesy after I said it.
If I knew this would happen, I’d say more.
I should have told you more sincerely than that.
If I knew what I was saying was such a comfort to Yeondoo.
To heal the pain of the past.
If I knew I could.
“Thank you, Yeondoo.”
“I’m more than grateful to my dad. Yeondoo stayed by my side.”
I’ve thought about it several times, but I can’t forget everything in a day.
Besides, if it’s a painful wound. Even if the wound disappears, it will leave a scar.
I intend to spend more time and endless effort.
That’s how you’ll get rid of the wounds, make the scars pale, and eventually disappear.
Even if the process is difficult, I will never give up.
Yeondoo has become more precious to me than myself.
Juwon, are you crying?”
Scared me. Shin Seyeon is close to me.
It was here.
I’m sure he was just down there.
I gave her a sneaky answer, suddenly sticking out my head and asking.
“No, I don’t cry.”
“No? My eyes are red. I thought I was touched because it was so delicious.”
“Haha, I’m sorry, but it wasn’t that bad.”
“Just kidding, kidding.”
“I know. I know.”
I don’t mean to, but thank you for cutting in on the right timing.
Well, it’s not going to get serious right now.
* * *
“But… I’ve been thinking about that for a while, what is that?”
“Hey, where the people are gathered.”
Shin Se-yeon pointed somewhere with her finger.
There were quite a few people there, as she said.
It was a long distance, so I couldn’t figure out what was there.
I answered in a humble way.
Isn’t it like a food cart or something?
“Well, shall we? I think there’s a lot of people for that.
From his expression, he seemed to be quite curious about what was there.
Yeondoo and Sieun are also looking at you with curious eyes.
I implied that.
“Then why don’t you turn around? There’s not much difference in distance if we go there anyway.”
After checking the guide map, it didn’t work very well either.
I just felt like I was taking one of the two paths.
Shin Se-yeon answered with a nod.
‘Okay, then shall we go?’ ‘Yes, we shall.’
That’s how we stepped towards the crowd.
Before long we arrived at the place.
I thought it was a good restaurant when I saw it from a distance.’
People were standing in line, so I thought it might be a cart bar selling delicious food.
But it wasn’t when I saw it up close.
Yeondoo tried to read the letters on the banner.
Originally, I wouldn’t have thought of reading it, but Yeondoo’s writing skills were very advanced.
Unfortunately, I failed to read all the letters.
This time, Sieun, not me, was the problem solver.
“Picaso Academy of Fine Arts. Contributing talent for portrait painting.”
Yeondoo looked at Sieun with her mouth open as if she was amazing.
By the way, talent donation.’
It seems that the art academy had something similar to volunteer work.
I think I get 1,000 won for painting portraits of people who came to the zoo.
In fact, considering receiving even a small amount of money, it was not 100% unpaid.
But I could see right away that these people weren’t out to make money either.
‘Cause it’s written down.
The banner said:
– All the money from portrait painting will be donated to the Green Umbrella Children’s Foundation.
It was a pretty good activity considering the purpose.
It’s good that people can get portraits for 1,000 won, and the money is donated for children.
I like my sister and brother-in-law. killing two birds with one stone
It was a calculation.
I didn’t have this when I was in academy. If I had, I would have participated actively. maybe
In the midst of that thought, Yeondoo called me.
I answered with a smile.
“What’s Picasso doing?””
“Are you talking about Picasso?”
It was a question about words that Yeondoo often asks.
I answered right away.
“Picasso is a world-famous artist. He’s a great painter.
“More than your father? You’re better at drawing than your dad.
It was a ridiculeable question if anyone heard it.
I glanced around and answered for no reason.
“Yes, much more than my father.”
Then, Yeon-du’s expression reminded me of an unknown disappointment.
After a while, Yeondoo opened her mouth a little.
“So, what is the portrait?”
“Umm. Portraits are a picture of the face in a nutshell. A painting that you draw while looking at a person’s face,’
“Oh, so you’re also portrait of the painting in Yeondoo’s secret box?” The picture my dad painted.”
It’s an Illust that characterizes Yeondoo’s face.
Since it was painted while looking at Yeondoo, it could have been seen as a portrait.
I answered with a nod.
“Of course, Dad…
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“What’s the talent donation?”
“Haha, talent donation?”
So Yeondoo is the first one in a sentence.
I asked all the words I see.
This word was the hardest to explain.
“Talent donation is a donation of talent.”
“Yeah. For example, they’re good at drawing, right? That’s why you donate your talent for art and draw portraits. That’s what makes people happy.
In fact, people laugh and enjoy looking at portraits of themselves or others.
That’s it was.
Yeon-du looked at the figure and nodded as if he had understood.
I think my explanation was lame, but I’m glad I somehow made you understand.
“Dad, is the donation good?”
It was then.
A voice of evil that broke the warm atmosphere was heard in my ears.
“Oh, I don’t want to! I’m not drawing here!”
It’s the same portrait. What’s wrong with you?
“It’s not the same! I can’t draw this lady! I’d like him to draw it’s…
I could tell from the way he spoke that he was stubborn.
The face of the lady drawing the picture became noticeably stiff because of the child’s spiteful remarks.
“Oh, I’m sorry. ‘Cause she’s immature.’
Eventually, the mother moved the line with the child and stood at the very end.
It was the longest line out of several.
In front of the line was a boy who looked like a high school student drawing a picture.
It was the only one of them who looked underage.
But what is it?
The posture of painting was quite poor. I’m an old man, so I don’t want to say this.
That friend was yawning and scribbling on the paper with a brush with his legs crossed.
With a look of annoyance. Why are you doing this kind of activity if you’
Then the man touched the woman’s shoulder and said.
“Mommy, I told you. I told you.”
“When I come out, there’s no one else’s business is gone. I’m trying to draw as roughly as I can, but it’s still like this.”
“Why don’t you be quiet? Just draw a picture.”
“No, it’s weird for hobbyists and talented art students like me to do this together in the first place. Honestly, does it make sense that my portrait costs 1,000 won? I hope my paintings won’t be priced later……”
Now I think I know the situation roughly. He’s like a mercenary.
Looking at the picture roughly, there seemed to be a clear difference in level from others.
Like he said, I’d like to see a hobbyist
It was a difference in the degree of talented art students.
I can see why the little one is like that.’
Although the method was rude, I could see why he wanted to move the rope.
I don’t think anyone who’s not a kid would want to pay the same money and get a low-quality portrait.
I think it’s around lunch time and a lot of people are gathered.
If it became quiet, there would be no ants in the other row.
In other words, there was nothing wrong with what the student said.
I think if we were going to do this kind of activity, it would have been better for hobbyists to come together.
However, whether what he said was right or not was another matter.
It wasn’t that I didn’t like the crooked posture.
For extremely personal reasons, I didn’t like that friend.
Then Yeondoo took my hand.
“Can Yeondoo do portraits?”
“Oh. Yeondoo, do you want a portrait?””
That’s weird. I’ve never seen anything like that before.
It didn’t look like it.
Well, it didn’t matter much.
I asked Seyeon to wait for a moment.
Hoo I answered.
* * *
When my permission fell, Yeondoo grabbed my hand and headed straight forward.
Following Yeondoo’s footsteps, I looked a little surprised.
Hey, this was in front of the lady who was hurt by the kid earlier.
There was no need to stand in line now because there were no people.
Maybe this lady is the worst at drawing.
There are quite a few people in line in all the other lines, but there’s no one in this line.
“Hello! I’m here for a portrait.
For some reason, the corners of my mouth went up strangely.
I thought Yeondoo might go to the other student’s line.
The lady looked quite surprised, too.
“Oh, you’re pretty. It’s so pretty that I don’t think I can do it with your drawing skills.
Yeondoo knew the posture of the model because I told her.
Yeondoo stood still and stared at the lady.
Sneak. Sneak. Sneak.
Then the lady was also absorbed in the painting.
The people in line looked at Yeondoo and her with curious eyes.
Soon after, the painting was completed.
The lady handed the painting to Yeondoo with an awkward expression.
It was a very ordinary painting in terms of painting.
“Wow, you’re so pretty…”
Yeondoo with the picture in her hand showed a completely different reaction.
After hearing Yeondoo’s words, the lady’s face brightened up.
I smiled and gave her a thousand won.
n Thank you for the good picture. Yeondoo loves it so much.
As soon as she tried to turn around, Yeondoo opened her mouth.
“Why are you here?”
Yeondoo asked, pointing to the seat next to the lady.
I was wondering about that earlier. I have art tools, but no one is sitting down.
The lady replied with a smile.
“Ajumma’s friend who is good at drawing was sitting there, but she had an upset stomach.”
“Oh. . .
“So I’m short of hands. It’s lunchtime, so there’s a lot of people, but she’s not very helpful.
I could see what was going on.
One left school early, and the other one left.
I felt like I was struggling.
The moment I thought it was a pitiful situation, I heard a voice that couldn’t be ignored.
“My dad’s a good painter.”
Yeondoo then looked at me and hit the ball.
“Does Dad know if I donate?” a little bit
I Become a Doting Father chapter 60